have
you ever been given
a
dozen red roses
and
went to where the waves
wash
ashore
and
threw them in?
have
you ever taken every word
everyone
has ever said to you
sewn
them together
and
realized they were just words?
i’m
not enlightened
just
bored
with
your relevance
that
claims my ignorance
because
i have not named
you
the oracle
oracle
all you want
on
this speck of sand
in
a desert so vast
that
when the wind casts
contrary
to the laws of physics
you
may want to visit
the
area where oracles are orange
in
short
when
you open your eyes
after
a night of sleep
after
prayers of what to keep
another
day is not because
it
just is
and
i actually don’t even care what you believe
but
your imaginary santa claus in the sky
will
not allow you into the sweet by and by
unless
you mold me in your image
at
midnight there is no carriage
no
pumpkin and no glass slipper
truth
is just a zipper you cannot clasp
it
is just what you perceive
and
if you would just let me be
i
might make silence my home
till
then i roam
yes
i’m somewhere in los angeles
so
irrelevant that steam vents
serve
more purpose then me
is
my time piece saying one a.m. or 3
i’m
seeing double
and
love is nothing but trouble
because
love is a four letter word
it
is not unconditional
but
propositional
i
can be worthy
but
first you must approve
where
i must turn around
spin
and twirl
another
oyster without a pearl
but
your words
um
i
mean hateful judgment
because
of course
you
represent
will
never edify
even
though your scriptures say
you
should be humble and encourage
your
words discourage
if
you represent
then
time well spent
is
the time i spend
as
far away from you as possible
yeah
it is plausible
that
the whole reason i avoid
is
that you destroy
i
will burn
if
i do not earn
your
conditional love
you
represent
you
are heaven sent
and
until i agree
make
you all that you need to be
your
ego sits on heaven’s throne
and
your foundation is so weak
it
cannot handle when i speak
your
hatred is the only thing
that
can reinforce the pillars
leave
me alone
i
roam
where
molecular movement
is
the only thing that makes sense
there
is no past, present or future tense
but
of course i must suffer recompense
because
my thoughts are not your thoughts
and
my ways are not your ways
who
has known your mind
and
who has been your counselor?
i
do not make your life easier
by
just agreeing with the things that will stroke your ego
and
you don’t even have to consider me
because
i must obviously be deceived
because
i am not laying palm branches
before
you and your ass
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